Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 12920 Do you also understand the holy pattern?
As he spoke, Jiang Xiu's eyes were like two sharp ice blades, piercing deep into the hearts of Jiang Xiruo and her son. In those eyes, there was not only contempt for the weak, but also a kind of coldness and cruelty that was playing with them.

She seemed to have foreseen the future scene - Ling Xiao's once tall and straight figure slowly fell down under the ruthless blow, while Jiang Xiruo stood beside him, her face full of tears of collapse and helplessness, which was a desperate portrayal of being unable to fight against reality.

"In the face of absolute strength, all struggles are useless!" Jiang Xiu's words revealed an unquestionable confidence and arrogance. Her voice seemed to carry some kind of magic that made people involuntarily convinced.

She stood there like an insurmountable mountain, putting herself in an invincible position. Any challenge seemed so small and powerless.

There was an extremely smug smile on her lips, and that smile contained complex emotions. There was the foresight of victory, a kind of confidence that was well prepared and had a sure win; there was also a mockery of Ling Xiao's overestimation of his own abilities, a kind of contempt that looked down on all living things from a high position.

In her eyes, Ling Xiao was just an ant who was about to be easily defeated by her and was not worth her attention and effort at all.

"In my eyes, a self-righteous genius like him is not even worthy of my attack!" Jiang Xiu's voice became louder at this moment, with a hint of deliberate provocation and showing off.

Her words echoed in the air like thunder, not only was it a personal disparagement of Ling Xiao, but it was also a high-profile publicity of her own strength.

She seemed to be announcing to the whole world that she was the invincible one. Anyone else would pale in comparison to her, and Ling Xiao was not even qualified to be compared with her.

However, just as this arrogant aura swept to the peak like a violent storm, almost swallowing up everything, in the sudden silence, a calm and cold voice suddenly broke the silence around like a cold current in a winter night.

This voice came from Ling Xiao's tightly pursed lips and flowed out slowly. Every word seemed to contain a tremendous force, with a determination and strength that could not be ignored.

"Really?" These two words were brief and powerful. They were not just a carrier of language, but more like a carefully forged sharp blade, which accurately pierced Jiang Xiu's heart of self-confidence that seemed fragile due to its over-inflated state.

Ling Xiao's eyes became unusually deep at this moment, and the disdain and ridicule revealed in them were as direct and strong as ice under the scorching sun.

It was a direct counterattack against Jiang Xiu's arrogance and contempt for others, and also a display of confidence in his own strength and unyielding will. There seemed to be a flame dancing in his eyes, which was a desire for challenge and a persistent pursuit of victory.

He stared at Jiang Xiu with a half-smile, and that smile contained complex and indescribable emotions. It was a kind of confidence that victory was in sight, and also a kind of indifference to unknown challenges.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, forming a perfect arc, but his eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, making people wonder what kind of cards and methods he had hidden to be able to find a glimmer of hope and turn the tide in such a desperate situation.

"You don't think you're the only one in the world who understands the art of holy runes, do you?" Ling Xiao's voice carried a hint of sarcasm. This sentence was like a morning bell and an evening drum, sounding the alarm in Jiang Xiu's heart.

It is not only a rebuttal to Jiang Xiu's high self-esteem, but also a deep understanding and respect for the ancient and profound knowledge of the Holy Mark Technique.

"You also understand the holy patterns?" Jiang Xiu's face froze instantly when he heard this, as if he was suddenly attacked by the cold wind of winter, and he lost his usual calmness and pride.

A mixture of disbelief and panic flashed across her eyes, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

In her world, the way of the holy runes was so profound and unfathomable, a peak that countless warriors dreamed of but could not reach. She claimed to be the best on this path, and her understanding and mastery of the holy runes made her stand out among her peers.

However, at this moment, a person whom she had never taken seriously, and even regarded as an ant, actually casually revealed his understanding of the Holy Mark. How could she not be shocked and angry? It was as if countless stormy waves were surging in her heart, difficult to calm down.

She couldn't believe that there was someone in this world who could touch the area that she considered forbidden, and she couldn't accept the feeling of being despised and challenged.

Just as she was struggling with her emotions, an even more incredible scene occurred. The cold light that was about to mercilessly penetrate Ling Xiao's Dantian like the sickle of the god of death actually stopped miraculously in front of everyone's horrified eyes, and quietly floated in the air, as if it was firmly bound by an invisible force.

This scene was like time standing still, leaving everyone present dumbfounded.

Jiang Xiu was even more stunned, staring at the still cold light in disbelief, her heart filled with doubts and confusion. She knew very well that Ling Xiao was clearly unable to use his internal strength at the moment, and should not be able to make any effective defense or counterattack.

So, where did this mysterious power come from? How did it stop her fatal blow? These questions circled in her mind, but she could not find any reasonable answers. At this moment, she felt unprecedented confusion and powerlessness, as if the whole world had become strange and uncontrollable.

Jiang Xiu's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, as if it was covered by dark clouds and had lost all its luster.

Her eyes, which were originally full of confidence and pride, were now fixed on Ling Xiao, not missing any of the slightest changes in his expression, trying to catch a clue that could explain everything in front of her.

However, Ling Xiao just smiled indifferently, and that smile contained endless mystery and confidence, as if he had already seen through the mysteries of all things in the world and everything was under his control.

At this moment, Jiang Xiu's heart was filled with unprecedented shock and uneasiness. She finally realized that the young man in front of her, who she had once regarded as an ant and disdained, might have strength and wisdom far beyond her imagination.

His smile and his eyes silently proclaim his extraordinary and powerfulness.

Just when her mind was filled with thoughts and she was unable to calm down, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from under Ling Xiao's feet, surging like a volcanic eruption.

This breath contained endless power of holy patterns, which intertwined and collided in the air, forming complex and mysterious patterns, and finally converged into a huge holy pattern formation.

This was naturally the formation set up by Ling Xiao, and he wanted to break it with his own formation!